Born Days are no huge deal for me. I'm not one to make a whole big production over that matter... I'm just thankful to the goddesses that I reached another year. In the cult of personality we currently live in, there are some who aren't so fortunate. Which is why I cannot stand listening to people sullenly bemoan the fact that they're getting older. In any event, next month I will be 32 years old. After I hit the age 30, several things occurred to me, these are some of them ...
I'm no skinny bird, however I can honestly say I'm comfortable (for real) in my skin, and am okay with maintaining the body I have now.
It's not that serious.
I'm not altering my appearance, personality, attitude, body to placate anyone.
I like to eat, and am not ashamed about it.
I like wine and an occasional cocktail and am NOT an alcoholic so eff you.
Thanks, but no thanks.
Excessive tree-hugging and hippiedom get on my nerves.
I like anti-perspirant and will continue to shave.
I don't want to hear about your sexploits or your bowel movements.
I can be attracted to, date, or like whoever the hell I want.
I don't have to like you, especially since you're such an a*hole.
No, I don't want to hold your baby.
I don't want your pet jumping all over me.
Twitter is fun, who cares if you don't understand it, get over it.
No means 'NO.'
Flaws are extraordinary.
I don't have to explain how I go about me and mine to you, her, him, or them.
I'm still single, and your point?
Desperation is reckless and unbecoming.
So WHAT I don't have a car.
I didn't ask you for your advice you self-righteous so and so.
I don't give a damn how much money you have, you're still a jerk.
I don't have to smile, YOU smile.
I like saying "menstrual cramps" out loud. No need to whisper it, esp. since you just told me about your sexploits and your bowel movement.
I'm not a slender, flexible instrument that's inserted into the urethra, therefore I'm not "bougie."
I suppose I do have BOURGEOIS tendencies when it comes to specific things, however.
It's okay that I'm NOT sexually repressed.
I like simplicity.
I can't stand unnecessary noise and drama.
Don't like being around sullen, ill-humored folks.
I don't have to make small talk with strangers early in the morning, if I don't feel like it. I wanna listen to my music.
No, I'm not straightening my hair, but I appreciate (or not) your suggestion.
My uterus and or reproductive organs are none of your damn business.
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Visiting from GC's blog... We must have been separated at birth because I SWEAR I feel the EXACT way.
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Visiting from GC's blog...
We must have been separated at birth because I SWEAR I feel the EXACT way.
Hey Tiff.
This post made me cry.
Not because of the realizations you have made about yourself, but because of the realizations I have NOT made about myself.
I am older than you but not as grounded.
You have given me a lot to ponder and I am not sure, HONESTLY, if I can thank you for that. Give me time. I am VERY sure I will eventually.
I wish I could hug you.
xo
These are funny! -KLJ
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